soft blinks of moments.. ☆ mini one shot for papa sam !
Sam lifted lu up, giving him a gentle rock back and fourth. he smiled as the baby babbled nonsense, how could he not ? it was that and a record playing in the back. something gentle, always gentle for his baby. strange enough, lu liked old school things. that was more than okay to a man like Sam. an excuse to ramble to lullaby about things long gone , old and yet so new to someone so small. when lu's old enough to remember, he notes to himself almost daily, I'll have a nice little collection just for my lil' collector. it was enough already whenever Sam was clueless to whatever it was lu did like- aside from his off tune but warm humming. but now, the fact his baby loved his type of music, well. that just made things a lot sweeter to a gruff man like sam.
His hands were busy. trying to mash potatoes , not too much but just enough to where they are soft for teething gums. humming along with the spinning record , bouncing lu on his chest as he went. lu was distracted, drooling all on his shirt. kisses, that's what Sam called it. he didn't care, just meant the kid was living. every so often he'd stop humming, just to hear a little huff from lu or feel a soft kick of impatience. fussy little thing he could be sometimes when he's hungry and knows it.
"Alright , 'nougha that. you Trina take me out , huh? can't take your old man down like that..."
Sam humored in his gruff voice, while he was ever so warm in tone. a smile all spread on his face while he gently bounced lu, who was cheeks puffed and ready to huff like a upset baby guppy. and how could Sam ignore that ? he couldn't. and so he hummed , smiling down at the little one before kissing his curly little head. curls tied back in a puffy ponytail with a soft silk ribbon tied in a bow. head full of hair, Sam doesn't have the heart to cut it. not yet. not til lu asks. til then , a soft pink silk ribbon tied in a bow that he knows makes his baby smile it is.
